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I'm glued to my screen again, hoping and hoping. I guess that's why we're called Hopefuls.

Waking the dead I'm so happy for all the attention it's getting, I guess I'm just hoping for more. That would be the reason I keep shoving it down everyone's throats.

I felt glamorous yesterday, felt really good. I got dressed up to run little errands and sit around. I even went to the gym. I felt sort of photogenic yetserday too. Astrid decided gnawing on my face while I was getting ready was a good idea. I'm covered in scratches and scabs.
This photo took 8 tries. And it still didn't come out quite as good as I wanted. It's still adorable though. Yes..there is a LOT of blue in my apartment....and yes it's because my hair color is my favorite color.

Between refreshing the page every few minutes yesterday, I managed to bleach my roots and freshen up my blue. Rinsing the dye out is always...messy


Today, I'm not so glamorous, I'm exhausted, even though I just chugged a Russian Java Monster ( I can only drink the java ones...). Astrid kept me up last night, he's got this habit where he licks my skin ..usually around my 2 bigger tattoos, then starts sucking the skin. I don't think that's normal. Corey's trying to teach him to ride on his shoulder..


I'm going to curl up on the couch, continue to be glued to my screen and stare longingly at the cookies Corey's mom sent (white chocolate and orange,a dn white chocolate cranberry and orange) until my stomach decides it can handle them.

Thank you again for the love on my set and continue showing it some!